In 2008, Mr.POSSLQ got me a Diamond for my birthday. In this case, though, the Diamond wasn’t a rock, but a beautiful Chinchilla. She was a couple years old when we got her and she’d not been socialized and while not “neglected” per se, the lady we got her from confessed to not spending much time with her.
After we moved, she never really forgave us for the time she’d spent in the carrier in the car and she never really trusted us again. I was always sad that she wasn’t more cuddly and social, but always allowed her to set the tone for interactions. Most of the time, she would allow a couple of seconds of petting but not much beyond that. If we were extremely lucky, she might run up on your arm for a few seconds when you fed her dinner. These were always fun moments, no matter how brief.
This past Friday, I had been putting some more chinchilla dust in her bath house (chinchillas “bathe” by rolling around in dust. It’s incredibly cute) and she ran up my arm and sat on my shoulder for about 15 minutes. She was sticking her nose in my ear and nibbling on me a little (it tickled) and I was singing to her. I wonder now if she was saying goodbye to me then… giving me the experience of having the social, cuddly chinchilla I’d hoped for…
I went to give her dinner last night (Monday) and she didn’t poke out of her log as she usually did when I opened her cage. I petted her and no response. And that’s when it hit me… my darling Diamond had passed in her sleep.
I will miss her grumpy little chinchilla face (she always had a look of “I disapprove of your shenanigans, hoomin”) I will miss the gentle nibbles. I will miss getting to (ever so briefly) pet her wonderfully soft fur. I will always treasure the 15 minutes we shared on Friday.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance.
Her bright eyes are intent, her eager body quivers. Suddenly she begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, her legs carrying her faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again.The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….